HANDSOME OJEG HANDYMAN

visiting friends' house

Visiting friends' homes

After a long chat the three of them and Abah and Umi explain everything including the necklace Abah gave to Harsya. Then the three of them hugged and strengthened each other's hearts, while kissing Harsya's forehead by Abah and Umi alternately, a sign of blessing by the two middle-aged couples who were almost ten years more caring for her.

The steps of the young man who is cared for by the middle-aged couple in the future how only he himself knows and undergoes it whether in accordance with expectations or far from his reality.

Is the Youth who works as an Ojeg Craftsman in a small town village of West Java, West Java, out to know the outside world to find his identity or just stay silent in the village that almost 10 years he occupied by looking after Umi and Abah.

There was no sound of Adhan reverberating in the Masjid Al Ikhlas where the Youth lived not far from the house of Abah Jaeludin and Umi Aminah.

The sign of Ashar prayer time has arrived does not feel the chatter between Harsya and his adoptive parents almost two hours more.

"Change...... Umf....." Harsya said to the two of them on the sidelines of the long chat it ended.

Yes.....! What's wrong? Ask Umi Aminah.

Harsya wants to take a shower directly to the mosque after that want to go out. Go to my best friend Riyan's house to just play. " Harsya answered asking permission.

Ok...! Do not forget to pray after the prayer ask for guidance to the creator of this earth.

Surrender yourself to ask for directions straight ahead of her. " Tutur Umi at length gave advice to the child he found in the forest. Harsya just nodded.

Harsya also kissed Umi and Abah hands one by one and began to step his feet towards the bathroom and rushed to the mosque to pray ashar worship with residents who attended the mosque Al Ikhla.

After all, and carry out his obligations a devout Muslim and do not forget to pray as usual in the young man. The young man immediately rushed towards the middle-aged couple's house.

To change clothes in a neater direction to meet friends who are still one village but different villages.

The handsome young man rushed out his cell phone and saw the phone contact daptar.! The one in search of her phone named Riyan Harsya's best friend, not in a long time will immediately push the button call her.

"JUST..........!!

"JUST..........!!

"JUST..........!!

"Hello.........!!" Said someone on his phone who sounded a man who was the same age as a handsome young man who worked as an Ojeg Craftsman.

"Hello.....! Where else is riyan." Ask the guy who called.

"Gue.... In-house..... Ey..." Riyan replied with a pleasant style of speech.

"Ohk can't I see you.?" Ask Harsya.

Can"......! Loe just go to Harsya's house. " Answer Riyan.

"OKs"...... Ready my otw boss now. " Harsya's reply has not been answered to play matiin aja nie phone."Tut's.. Tut.."then turned off the tlpn unilaterally by Riyan, "the base of the flea kupret play matiin aja Harsya said while scratching his head, which does not itch.

Umi Abah, her screaming Harsya out first want to go to the house of Riyan whose father is a tomato ? harsya said rushing towards her motorbike which was outside the house.

"Yesa wants her heart to scream, while Harsya is outside her house. "Harsya walked, towards his motorbike which was stored outside the house..

"Pass out of the house to his motorbike,"many of his neighbors were enjoying his beautiful afternoon with cool air, the afternoon breeze is so cool that makes the residents feel at home with beauty in the afternoon.

There are mothers who chat with Mothers who are present there children who are playing...!! with a game of form.

The young man's eyes were staring at the three girls who looked beautiful beautify the atmosphere in the afternoon.

"Beautiful,"look at the prince, handsome, want where it is tidy," whispered the Goddess to the ears of her best friend but her eyes looked far towards Harsya...!!

"Huh..."basic,"Sarindah," spelled Goddess.

"Beautiful," just smiling at the annoyance of his best friend.

The whisper whispered Beautiful same Goddess who nyamperin Harsya even Hani.

Busyet Tuh Indah even the Hani p,EA who nyamperin handsome man, "sungut Goddess to beautiful...!!

Just a smile blz by beautiful...!! in her heart is hot

"Sister Harsya," Hani said with her smile.

Harsya turned her head and answered her with a joke and a joke...

"EH......!....!.."There's an angel who never faded her beauty, "praise Harsya

"Hani who heard the remark from Harsya by praising her instantly red face,

"Ihk ka Harsya habits while manyun his rich lips Tututu Sawah are ready to be cooked using kitchen spices royiko sasa salt and so on..

Seeing such hani Harsya just smiled, but in his heart he wanted to laugh out loud.

Do you want kmna? scented and neat? want to date?hani said with a sullen tone and nyerocos lips.

Hehehehe with a smile and answered Hani's nyerocos, want to go to the house of Riyan Hani there is need," answered me and then turn on the motor, his motorbike,

"You go first, Hani, he said again

then turn and smile in a beautiful direction and the Goddess with a nod to the head of the sign, to the two of them who are not far from Hani and Harsya.

"Beautiful and Goddess who was looked at by Harsya with a smile felt happy and misbehaved, between the two of them.

Ten minutes later the young man, had arrived at his home Pa Asep Supriatna his best friend's parents," who were still one village and only different villages only.

"While walking towards the yard and parked his motorbike and down from his motorbike to walk towards the door of Riyan's parents' house.

"Assynolt...."! said the young man from outside the door of Pa Asep Supriatna's house.

"WaallAikum salam" briefly shouted the woman in the house.

........!!.........!

The door opened and came out the figure of the middle-aged woman that I knew was Riyan's mother, "I hurriedly kissed her hand, "Mother Riyan...!

"GK..."Nak Harsya is healthy, want to see Riyan yaa," asked the middle-aged woman.

"Alhamdulillah," Ma'am, "yes there is Riyan" replied the young man.

"There's in the room" Nak went straight to her room," said the young man's mother.

"Thank you," ma'am," I'm going straight to Riyan's room" Harsya replied

seriated.

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